Liu Chen slightly furrowed his brows and looked toward Zhang Tianfang, who nodded with a bitter face.
Zhang Tianfang looked at Liu Batian, who was in a sorry state at the moment, feeling very conflicted. If Liu Batian were killed, it would undoubtedly bring about a fatal disaster for him, but if he were to let him go, there was no need to say more; as his direct superior, he would definitely make Zhang's life a living hell.
"Is this the sort of trash Dragon Group keeps?" Liu Chen suddenly turned his head to look at Zhang Tianfang.
"Although I shouldn't interfere in this matter, I have another score to settle. If such scum can infiltrate the Dragon Group, then I have no mercy left!"
As he said this, Liu Chen's hand moved and the knife fell.
"Clatter," the knife hit the ground.
Liu Chen's expression changed drastically, and he abruptly turned to look at the entrance of the bar.
There, a beautiful woman stood with her fingertips joined together in front of her chest.
